Stone Gossard mid-groove
The third night of Brad‘s European tour last month saw them play in front of a full O2 venue in a wintry Islington.
Frustratingly I missed the first support act, Dan Glendenning. Back in the 1990s he was the lead singer of Headswim, a band who released two fine albums in the grungy, trippy Flood and the more introspective and oft-melancholic Despite Yourself. I could wax lyrical about Headswim for quite a while, but will spare you the verbiage (maybe another post one day); hopefully there’ll be another chance to see Glendenning live again.
A few years back, I saw thrash survivors Testament \m/ at the same venue; hirsute singer Chuck Billy orchestrated a full-on moshpit that energetically bounced, swirled and skidded round on a beer-soaked floor to some fast and furious riffage. Brad wasn’t quite the same. Although busy, we ambled to the front and occupied a prime spot centre stage, just in time for the next band. Continue reading